Juno and Jean had just finished their second workout, which looked like a beautiful dance of an angel with a monster. The girl hopped away to the mansion, completely ignoring the existence of the slave.

Kyon put out his sound transmitter and dialed Marina's frequency. She was his only hope — his athletic but skinny body was running out of energy. If it was going on like this, one more fight with the young lady, and he would turn into a pile of half-dead meat. There would be no chance for recovery until the next Juno’s practice, he would simply have no time or energy for that. He was dead.

He heard a pleasant voice in the device:

«Hello?»

«Hello, Marina. How are you doing?» - Kyon started the conversation as if he couldn’t care less.

«Hello, Kyon! I didn’t recognize your frequency…» - The girl perked up for a moment but the next instant, her voice sounded sad: - «Nothing much… Flitz has been aggressive lately… What have you been up to?»

«I am fine.» - He answered with a barely suppressed sarcasm. - «I have a request of the utmost importance. It’s a matter of life and death, if you wish. Please come as soon as possible to Juno’s mansion with five fat sausages and I will tell you about your master's weakness.»

The girl exclaimed with joy: «Really?! Oh…» - and stumbled. – «I am sorry, Kyon… But Flitz has given me strict instructions not to approach Juno’s mansion…»

Kyon's heart sank and the next second raced in a frantic pace. His hope was slipping out of his hands like a slippery little fish.

«Marina, listen carefully, there is no jackpot without risk. Flitz will never know! Just bring the sausage and hand it over to the guard. I will arrange it with him... And then I will tell you everything you need to know.»

Kyon reprimanded him for trusting strangers with his life. It was unwise and completely against his nature but he was left with no other option...

After a pause, Marina replied with a sigh:

«Ok, I will come to you but I can’t tonight. I am busy then. And at night, either…» - He could hear her suppressed whimper. – «Tomorrow will be ok? I will do my best to make it tomorrow.»

Kyon groaned. Then he said trying to hide his discontent:

«All right. Try to come as soon as as possible, please…»

«Yeah, sure…»

After their short conversation, Kyon ended the call and thought what to do next. Could he get the sausage off the girl's hands? Would the guards allow it?

All these reflections made him drowsy; he leaned against the wall and fell asleep. His body required some rest to recover. The servants attended the training ground very seldom. Juno obviously wanted to avoid the witnesses of her atrocities.

At about eight pm, the girl opened the gate. She was energetically working her stiff shoulders. Juno looked around the training ground with a sly glance and immediately spotted the skinny slave. She grinned happily. The little demonesse had come to reap the torments of the mortals.

Kyon wished he could run up to her and kick her in the guts. However, his arrogant attempt would end him smashed on the floor.

So, the situation is as follows:

1) He is forbidden to speak to her, even to utter a single word. Her order is clear and understandable. It isn’t hard to guess that if she had ordered him to keep his mouth shut he could not have cried in pain. That’s why she ordered specifically to say nothing. Sly bitch, she gained experience with previous slaves. She lets them wail just for the sick pleasure it gives her. To hell with her, he will never cry in pain, even more so, beg for mercy. He might let out some moans at times, that’s it. He can do nothing about moans. He is just a human being, albeit with Synergy.

2) He can’t touch her body because of the ether barrier. It means he can’t affect her with Synergy. His body is already exhausted. If by some miracle he touches her, he will most likely be immediately killed because the lady gets “tainted.”

3) He is forbidden to look into her eyes. It is for his own good.

These three points created a strong cage around Kyon and there was no way to escape. In fact, he had exhausted all the options to influence his reality without hurting himself. What remained? Trying to survive, stealing underwear, waiting for Jean.

~sigh~

Juno attacked him without making a sound or waiting another moment. She enjoyed beating him up. It gave her an extra thrill to making him wail, not just moan in pain. He was strong, wiry, and handsome. It was double pleasure to make him miserable and ruin his face. She might have experienced some remorse if she was beating a man of her rank, but he was only a slave, her property, her punching bag. Boys like him were a dime a dozen.

The girl’s speed had increased twice, she exceeded her opponent in strength. Kyon could only dream about the basics of the pure energy that Jean had promised to give him.

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{That’s something new… This slave is still holding on!} – Juno snorted. She wondered what the source of his stamina was. An elephant could have collapsed, and the puny boy was hanging on for his dear life. It was commendable, but she didn’t want a slave who had showed her disrespect. She wasn’t going to give him neither food nor place to spend the night; he had to die if not today then tomorrow. Her disposable things needed no maintenance, and it was beneath her level to give an order to take care of a slave. The mere thought that she would take care of a slave, even if by giving a simple order, made her feel uncomfortable.

And yet, she knew there was some secret in his movements, but she could not understand what the secret was. He took good punches, but she missed where she was aiming. He could see through all her tricks. It was impossible to knock him down. He was really good at dodging from her blows. He forced her to move faster and spend three times more energy.

However, since she did not understand his movements, she did not believe the slave could teach her anything only because he was constantly getting her blows. She saw no value in him, not at all. She’d better train with Jean, who easily fended off any of her attacks. The master’s were clear and obvious. It was easier to learn new things with him.

Stupid girl. Kyon figured it out during their previous fight. He realized that he had no reason to prove himself. She did not see any potential in him because of her “wrong” upbringing. A dog cannot teach play the violin.

The fight lasted five minutes. Kyon was exhausted. His body was numb. The beating had completely erased the effect of the ointment. He was about to fall when suddenly...

They heard a cheerful voice at the entrance:

«Hi, Juno.»

The girl’s vicious victorious smirk disappeared from her face turning into confusion. She stopped midway so suddenly that she lost her balance and flopped down on the slave knocking him down.

Kyon got a whiff of her expensive shampoo. Her golden curls tickled his face. Something supple tumbled on his chest. Oh, how much he wished he could squeeze that seemingly frail body in his arms! And then once again, stronger that time, just to hear a wonderful sound of her breaking bones. But the next moment, the wonderful vision was gone. The girl, who couldn’t care less about the slave’s feelings, pushed herself out off him, plunging her fist in his stomach.

Juno shook off the invisible dust and turned into a completely different person - an innocent pretty girl, an angel descended to the sinful earth. She crossed her arms and turned defiantly away from the boy approaching her. She grunted in reply:

«Hi.»

«Juno, I am sorry about last time... I do not know what got into me. Don’t sulk at me! You know, my father died…» - He added in a softer voice.

Juno turned around, startled. She took a pitiful look at Yegorka:

«I am sorry to hear that…» - She said kindly: - «All right, you’re forgiven but never do it again.»

«I won’t!» - The boy’s face beamed. He looked about 14 years old, but even at such a young age, an expression of arrogance was firmly imprinted on his face. It ruined the impression of his beautiful features and gorgeous fair hair. He was dressed in blatant expensive clothes that gave away his high-rank status.

Yegorka looked with a scorn at the boy in black clothes who was lying on the floor.

«Who is this shrimp at the second stage of development?» - He intentionally mentioned Kyon’s development to score a point off him.

Juno tucked a little strand of hair behind her little ear and said impassively:

«It’s a slave of mine. Ignore him.»

Yegorka snorted:

«Another punching bag? Well, this ugly freak is good for nothing else.»

Kyon frowned, visibly annoyed. He could be anything but ugly.

«Would you like to start sparring?» - Juno asked slightly raising her voice.

«How many slaves have you had, Juno? Three or four?» - Yegorka wouldn’t stop.

«Stop it, enough! What’s your problem?» - The girl said firmly and folded her arms, displeased with him. Her second cousin was always meddling where he didn’t belong.

Yegorka lost his spirit hearing her voice and smiled apologetically:

«Forget it.»

He lazily waved at Kyon, without giving him a second glance:

«Get lost, scum.» - He felt an urge to beat the slave to a pulp just because he had the honor to feel his lady’s gentle body over him. However, he could not afford such luxury in Juno’s presence. He did not want to seem petty in her eyes.

Kyon suppressed moans. His whole body was in pain. He got up and left the training ground. However, he did not hurry to leave too far. He leaned against the gate so that no one could see him from the inside but he could hear the whole conversation of the couple. He couldn’t figure out who the boy was but he clearly cared for Juno to say the least, which came as no surprise.

«Juno, you and I have been friends for a long time. I noticed you haven’t been yourself lately. There’s something that concerns me. Did you kill those slaves deliberately and justifiy yourself with some idiotic reasons afterwards?»

«I killed slaves? Is that what you think of me?» - The girl put her hands at her hips and frowned her graceful eyebrows.

Yegorka shook his head:

«No, no… I don’t mean… I just have a weird feeling.»

Juno sighed feigning distress:

«Well... I hit them a couple of times. All I wanted was to keep fit. And then for some reason they die... They die like flies. Perhaps, the doctors are bad… I don’t know. Get lost!»

Kyon almost choked with indignation at hearing that innocent and completely confused babbling: {Bad doctors? Hit them a couple of times? Bitch, you deliberately caused a hell of a pain to make them wail!}

Yegorka nodded in understanding:

«I see. Sorry for suspecting you. It’s just... sometimes your mood swings frighten even me.»

Juno theatrically rolled her eyes:

«I am fine… No need to worry.»